Luyện nghe bài hát The Last Supper

They got they hands clappin

[Verse 1: Lil'

The Supper, the last hustla's, the last bad muthafuckers
We you suckas undercover
Brothers, and niggas that's gone run up
Run in the chamber muthafuckers getting up
Cause you fucked up
You shouldn't of wit dis
Go out to kill yo kids, and now we splittin'
It's DSGB, you we psychopath
We everybody, a Georgia bloodbath
And if we fucking come, go get the
I'm like a thunderstorm, I'm "Red Rum"
you fucking dead, because I'm pumping lead
Directly at yo head, nigga we eat
Just my meal complete, a leg or a feet
And I'm gone eat you up I don't give a fuck
The Supper

Pastor Troy]

The last niggas, the last
The bad muthafuckers, the last hustla's
I asked the to reveal the last niggas to me
And he told me its

The last, the niggas, the last supper
The last bad muthafuckers, the hustla's
I the Lord to reveal the last niggas to me
And he told me its

2: Blackoutt]

This is the last fucking supper not the daily
And so to any interruptions we choppin
We choppin' legs lettin 'em
And I'ma hustla in this game I pull is
Eliminate, bitch buy the 12 pack
I walk wit and tilt my fucking fitted hat
I God to reveal the real me
My was kind of blury but appeared an O.G., O.G.
And Lord have on me on me
And have mercy on DSGB
We riding on niggas until the day we die
And when we die, we gone fucking ride
So how piercing till these muthafuckers bleed
I'm choppin' 'em down to muthafucking knees
The Last

[Hook: Troy]

The last niggas, the last
The bad muthafuckers, the last hustla's
I asked the Lord to reveal the last to me
And he told me its

The last, the last niggas, the last
The last bad muthafuckers, the last
I asked the Lord to reveal the niggas to me
And he told me its

got they hands clappin' [4x]

[Verse 3:

This is The Last Supper, break bread with real
We choppin heads, scared to kill niggas
For real nigga, slow it down and we'll be
You can my blood, drank up cause it is wine
Your is mine, you pursuing my wicked thoughts
And the way you move and the slick shit you talk
DSGB, come in and have a
See all food, sit down and let's eat
And you see better days they shall come
And if they don't get yo gun and bombs
The Last

[Hook: Troy]

The last niggas, the supper
The bad muthafuckers, the last hustla's
I asked the Lord to reveal the niggas to me
And he told me its

The last, the niggas, the last supper
The last bad muthafuckers, the hustla's
I asked the Lord to reveal the niggas to me
And he me its DSGB

They got they clappin' (uh-huh) [4x]

4: Pastor Troy]

My the bread, my blood the wine
Troy and "My niggas is the grind"
Ain't got no for no fake muthafuckers
Bitch say ya grace, the last fucking supper
We hustla's nigga, I'm the muthafucking
Fresh out the till they nail me to the cross
Done a lost, so you know my mindframe
"What the fuck muthafucker name?"
On everythang I ever reppin thugs
you may drink of the blood
Now haters, admit my perfection
And keep yo Smith &
It is my